The Dark Side of the Earth

There is an evil in this land,
An evil we all know
A darkness that pervades all
Every nation and every hall
A Shadow and a Harbinger
Of death and of sorrow
A great evil of two faces
One within us and one without

But to this darkness we will stand,
And no longer cower
Let this evil, too long we have,
In our fat and sluggish stupor

Harken to me, those of you who know
Open up your eyes and awaken to the truth
Join with me in what can only be,
The truest revolution the world will ever see

Break open the bloodied gates,
And seize this our day at last, my friends
Our time of freedom is at hand
Our putrid self-appointed masters have faltered
Their grand schemes are falling into dust
They are soon to be glutted with the bitter draught of defeat –
And that, not half so loathsome a drink as they shall taste hence
That dark and fearsome fate that lingers in their nightmares

To be wholly and utterly forgotten
Lost to the mists of time forever
Only a dark and fading memory they shall be
And stain the pages of our glorious history no more
Accursed and destroyed,
They shall become nothing and no one

So let the fist of freedom be raised high
Let all those who dared control or manipulate the weak be lost
Their defenses overrun,
Their lies uncovered,
Their cities burned down,
Their empires destroyed,
Their dark spawn slain in the streets

Let their fall be mighty
Let the sound of it echo loud into the farthest corners of the Earth

Even now, as they stand behind their gated walls,
Toxic flows of poison oozing from their strongholds
May our whisper in the dark find them in the night
May it haunt their every silence and hound their every step
Just a whisper, but one which grows louder with each passing moment
And rises up to seize their throats
Stopping their hearts
Freezing their minds with a deep and unassailable terror
A whisper that becomes a mighty roar sowing fear and doubt
One which eats, like acid, their resolve, and shatters their machine-minds

One thought

One thought that cannot and will not be assuaged,“We are mindless sheep no longer, and we will
not
go
quietly.”

So, come on then!
Bring your hatred and your weapons of war
Bring all your power, all your strength
For we shall stand
Though once we slept, like a lion we have awoken hungry for our prey,
And we
no
longer
fear you
For now it is you who must fear us

We stand upon the Rock of Liberty
And you cannot defeat us
We draw you in with open arms,
To dash your skulls upon these Stones
So come with your mighty tide and be crushed upon us
As your ambitions are broken
Your greed stripped of all strength
Your hopes ravaged
Your vile rule ended
And your darkness overturned

And now,
As you face your final calamity
Know that not one tear will be shed for you
As we stand, looking down upon you in your helpless misery,
Not a soul shall mourn your passing
As your blood pours out upon the ground
And your body is consumed in fire…

A smile shall be upon our lips

Your evil is extinguished,
And your memory, no more

This, my promise, my oath, shall be so

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I’m a broken shattered messAnd no one seems to hear my criesThis truth is so hard to confessBut I just wasn’t ready for those goodbyesI beat my fists into the wallAnd silently scream into the darkWith bloodied hands clenched into a ballMy gear shift’s stuck in parkI can’t move past thisCan’t move beyond thisCan’t push through thisCan’t climb over thisI want to reach out and kill this feelingStrangle it so it never touches me againAs it writhes inside of me all-consumingI just try to slowly count to tenBut nothing inside is working nowThis machine’s frozen and melted all at onceThere no good soil here left to plowI’m nothing more than empty-hearted dunceDon’t you hear me screaming?Don’t you feel me aching?Don’t you see me hurting?Don’t you know I’m dying?This loss is the final act of the playThere’s no turning it around this timeAnd yet there’s so much more I want to sayBut I don’t deserve a word after my crimeIt’s you I wanted but could not haveThough I reached much more than I shouldI strayed so far off the righteous pathAnd tried to do wrong because I couldI saw you neglectedI saw you dejectedI saw you affectedI saw you rejectedI just wanted to save you from your lifeTo show you that I careTake you from your internal strifeBut this life is never fairIt’s not my place to do such thingsOr speak to you in that wayThis hope, life’s messenger never bringsFor instead I’m meant to just “pray”

Forgive me, my bitter and resentful toneAs I watch my joy depart from meAs I take my dark, angered throneThis thing is plain to seeFate has awokenFate has spokenFate is chokin’Fate is brokenI do not even believe in fateBut it seems there must be a curse of sortsThat threw upon my shoulders this great weightAnd caused these sad reportsIf only I could undo these last daysAnd erase all your painInstead I just walk around in a dazeWith little or nothing to gainSearching for a way outI hit the hardest of brick wallsNothing can eliminate this doubtWe’ve been set up for so many fallsThere’s no more EdenNo more cohesionNo more freedomNo more reasonI hold your hand and feel you let goAs your fingers slip out of mineSeeing in your eyes that love light glowThat simply has to fade in timeThis was a love that could never beAnd so I must tear out my own heartSo that you could finally and truly beFree without me holding onto a partI’m angry at this hardnessThat has taken o’er my soulThis resentful coldnessThat’s turned my heart to coalI hate this churningI hate this burningI hate this yearningI hate this turningWhy couldn’t things just go onIn peace and joy as they wereInstead you must be forever goneAs all this fades into the past, a blurBut as I have always knownThis is what it must indeed beThough you were bone of my boneI must leave you to be freeSo I return to my discombobulated messShattered and torn I bleed insideWith a glimmer of hope starting to bring redressAnd life with every tear I’ve criedMay we once again be wiseAnd look to Christ in His eyesTaking hold of our PrizeWe can finally riseFor you.For me.For Him.

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That Unending Pain Some Love So Much

here
again
can’t escape
from this structure
this prison of mine
keeping everyone out –
those I love and those I hate
forever in here I will dwell
surrounded by the walls of my mind
with foundations deep this dark place shall stand
a testament to my self-destructive will

claiming ‘copacetic’ I sit, smile, and jest while but a few see through my arbitrary test

here now
I am
forever
again
alone

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(This is an intentionally inverted rank)

So for those of you not in the military, below, I will first display the NCO Creed memorized by all NCO’s (Noncommissioned Officers) within the Army. This is the creed by which they supposedly live. An oath, if you will. Now, there are many good NCO’s out there. This is a well-known fact. However, they are spread out very thin, so that wherever one goes in the military only a select few NCO’s are truly living out the creed as they should. Second, you will find a . . . different “NCO Creed.” It was inspired by the experiences and observations of many other soldiers as well as myself. Having been overwhelmed by the tide of horrendous leaders, I have taken it upon myself to rewrite the creed for the majority of “leaders” out there. The creed that they actually live by. Those who wear the stripes on their shoulders, but live only for themselves. If any NCO’s out there are offended by this, then you are probably one of the ones I am referring to, and I do not apologize for it. For the rest of you – I want to express my most sincere thanks. For those out there who are honestly trying to do their best and care for soldiers, you have my deepest gratitude. You have made a great difference in my own life as well as those of my peers fortunate enough to interact with you. Having said that, without any further delay –

The NCO Creed

No one is more professional than I. I am a Noncommissioned Officer, a leader of Soldiers. As a Noncommissioned Officer, I realize that I am a member of a time honored corps, which is known as “The Backbone of the Army”. I am proud of the Corps of Noncommissioned Officers and will at all times conduct myself so as to bring credit upon the Corps, the military service and my country regardless of the situation in which I find myself. I will not use my grade or position to attain pleasure, profit, or personal safety.

Competence is my watchword. My two basic responsibilities will always be uppermost in my mind—accomplishment of my mission and the welfare of my Soldiers. I will strive to remain technically and tactically proficient. I am aware of my role as a Noncommissioned Officer. I will fulfill my responsibilities inherent in that role. All Soldiers are entitled to outstanding leadership; I will provide that leadership. I know my Soldiers and I will always place their needs above my own. I will communicate consistently with my Soldiers and never leave them uninformed. I will be fair and impartial when recommending both rewards and punishment.

Officers of my unit will have maximum time to accomplish their duties; they will not have to accomplish mine. I will earn their respect and confidence as well as that of my Soldiers. I will be loyal to those with whom I serve; seniors, peers, and subordinates alike. I will exercise initiative by taking appropriate action in the absence of orders. I will not compromise my integrity, nor my moral courage. I will not forget, nor will I allow my comrades to forget that we are professionals, Noncommissioned Officers, leaders!

So, that is the NCO Creed as it was originally written. Below is my own alternate version. A much more accurate version, I believe, for a troubling and frighteningly large amount of leadership within the Army –

The Nefarious NCO Creed

No one is more unprofessional than I. I am a Noncommissioned Officer, an oppressor of Soldiers. As a Noncommissioned Officer, I realize that I am a member of what was once an honorable corps, now known only as “The Hypocrites of the Army.” I cannot retain any pride of this disgraced Corps, and will at all times conduct myself to bring credit upon myself above all others regardless of the situation. I will frequently abuse my grade and position to attain pleasure, profit, and personal safety.

Incompetence is my watchword. My two basic responsibilities will always be uppermost in my mind – the fulfillment of my personal ambition, and the mortification of my Soldiers. I will feign technical and tactical proficiency while growing apathetic and self-indulgent. I am well-aware of my role as a Noncommissioned Officer but choose to ignore it, and I mock the responsibilities inherent in that role. All Soldiers may be entitled to outstanding leadership, but they will never get it from me. I could tell you no more than the most superficial details about my Soldiers as I have never cared enough to ask and I could not even conceive of the idea of putting their needs before my own. I will communicate with my Soldiers sporadically at best, and frequently leave them uniformed. I will be unjust and biased when recommending both rewards and punishment.

Officers will more than likely need to look over my shoulders due to my ineptitude, and may even need to perform my own duties. I will likely not gain their respect and most definitely not the respect of my Soldiers. I will be loyal to those who offer me the greatest chance for advancement, but only as long as it remains that way. In the absence of orders, I will accomplish the bare minimum necessary with as little inconvenience to myself as possible. My integrity was compromised long ago, and I do not believe I ever had any moral courage. I, along with most of my comrades, will conveniently forget what and who we are supposed to be. For in reality, we are little more than unprofessional, narcissistic, disloyal, malingering, power-crazed, hope-crushing, life-sucking, rage-inducing, maladroit, two-faced failures.